Nondualism: Writing/Not Writing
Editor’s note: The following post is being republished from Hedgebrook Writes!
Regret
Mid-Monday. I feel bad that I haven’t written more, haven’t written much this weekend.
Luckily, I’m now intimate with the voices in my head. So I suspect this is a lie. Time to take inventory. Since Friday morning, I’ve written:
• several thousand meandering journal-y words on gender, armor, rootedness, displacement, travel, destabilization & its gifts
• a draft of a film/culture commentary that I may or may not publish
• a long dialogue with a writer friend, more about gender, hair, transitions of various sorts
• a piece of flash fiction that emerged from Genine’s prompts (“poses”)
• and, oh yes, this and my previous blog post
Actually that’s quite a bit. And this is my regular pace these days; I didn’t do much special for the Hedgebrook weekend.
I am working steadily, yet I realize (again) how constant this feeling is: not working/writing/doing/being enough.
How good I am at saying to myself, “but that doesn’t count. That’s not real writing.” Read more